Sikong Haoran held the broken sword, looked at everything in front of him with red eyes, looked at the eight people who fell in a pool of blood and had no life, and muttered in his heart: "Xiaoxiao, fat man, folks, I will use the sword in my hand to kill them one by one, and I will let them pay for their blood debts." ”

A breeze blew slowly, raising his long jet-black hair, caressing his pale cheeks, I don't know if he felt Sikong Haoran's call, or the natural breeze blowing in the secret realm, the red in his eyes returned to the previous black and white, a sense of weakness hit, Sikong Haoran fell to the ground in a languid, the broken sword in his hand supported his body, looking at the long sword passing through his chest.

The strength of Sikong Haoran's body has reached the intermediate level of the Forging Bone Realm, but this is the last blow of the masked man in black at the head, the craziest blow, and his strength is still at the intermediate level of the Great Sword Master, if it weren't for the moment when the masked man just stabbed into his chest, he held the sword body and deviated from some directions, then it was his heart that was pierced, and now he is still alive, which is really a blessing among all the best.

"How are you?" said the black-clothed young man eagerly as he squatted beside Sikong Haoran, breathing a sigh of relief as he looked at the long sword that deviated from his heart and passed through his chest.

Sikong Haoran looked up at the black-clothed young man in front of him, it was the first time he looked at him so clearly, there was no previous indifference in his eyes, his face was pale and bloodless, "I can't die, they are not qualified to take my life yet!"

The black-clothed young man sealed several acupoints on Sikong Haoran's chest, and wisps of gentle soul power surrounded the sword body along the long sword that passed through his chest, and without giving Sikong Haoran any time to prepare, the long sword was quickly pulled out by the black-clothed young man.

"You...!"

"Poof!"

Before Sikong Haoran finished speaking, a mouthful of blood gushed out, spit on the chest of the black-clothed young man, stained a large area in front of him, and fainted in his arms.

The young man in black took out a bottle of pill out of nowhere, poured out one and stuffed it into Sikong Haoran's mouth, if Sikong Haoran could open his eyes now, he would see him frowning slightly, a little unnatural. I don't know if he feels sorry for this pill, or if he is not used to holding a man of the same gender as him.

In a cave, the black-clothed young man squatted not far from Sikong Haoran, and he could see that he was very tired, and there was a trace of blood on his pale cheeks. There was a bonfire in front of him, on which a cleaned hare was roasted, and the smell of meat was emanating from it.

Three hours had passed since the previous battle, and in the process, when the black-clothed young man treated Sikong Haoran's wounds again, he made an astonishing discovery.

The sword wounds on his body were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was a faint sense of fear in his body that made him feel palpitations, as if facing a murderous demonic beast, this oppressive aura that made him feel a sense of fear, at least it was also a seventh-order to eighth-order demonic beast, it was a demonic beast that could spit out words and even transform into shapes, if it weren't for his amazing soul power, he really couldn't feel this faint breath, this

As soon as he found out, he was dumbfounded, this kid was really not simple.

The black-clothed boy was roasting the hare on the bonfire while repairing the injuries in his body, while releasing a trace of soul power to probe everything around him.

He had already found two real sword runes, there was no need to bother with sword runes, this assessment was very important to him, and being able to join the Sword Sect was the most important thing for him at the moment.

Thinking of everything that happened not long ago, the masked people were able to avoid the detection of the Sword Sect and the Dragon Teng Empire, they were really pervasive and arrogant. Hearing that Sikong Haoran said that they might have been arranged by the six major families, he also had a trace of killing intent towards them in his heart.

"Uh...!"

At the moment when the black-clothed young man released a faint killing intent, he heard Sikong Haoran snort with a slight sound, according to the recovery level of his body, thinking that he would also wake up during this time, it was really a demon, after being so seriously injured, it was unbelievable that he could recover most of it in such a short time.

Sikong Haoran opened his eyes, and a smell of barbecue came to his nose instantly, looking in the direction of the fragrance, only to see the young man in black looking at him while turning the barbecue on the bonfire and said, "If you don't wake up, this roast rabbit meat will become the food in my belly." ”

"Uh... Whew!"

Sikong Haoran got up from the ground, didn't care about the injury on his chest, a feeling of pain hit, covered his chest with his right hand, sat up slowly, grinned his teeth, and looked at the young man in black with some grievances: "Can't you care about your life-saving benefactor? I almost lost the masked man's hand for your life, and you didn't come to help me even when you saw me wake up!!"

Sikong Haoran found that the moment he got up, except for the injury on his chest, there was nothing abnormal in other places, so he was speechless for a while, the wound had already scabbed, and it was so fast that he looked up in the direction of the young man in black, looked at him with a smile and said, "Hey, papaya face, should you be...!"

When the young man in black heard his words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his hands trembled unnaturally, and he almost threw the roast rabbit meat into the bonfire.

When he came to the bonfire, he ignored the black face of the young man in black, gobbling up roast rabbit meat by himself, and asked vaguely: "Papaya face, my name is Sikong Haoran, what is your name!"

Looking at Sikong Haoran, who seemed to be hungry for several days and hadn't eaten for several days, he felt a little warmer, and the door in his heart gently opened a gap, staring at the roast rabbit meat that was almost half disappeared in his hand, swallowed his saliva and said indifferently: "Qing Yu." ”

"Hehe, I'm sorry, this is for you!" Sikong Haoran saw Qing Yu's restrained appearance, handed him half of the remaining roast rabbit meat, and continued: "Why did those masked people kill you!"

As soon as the roast rabbit meat handed to his mouth was about to be eaten, he heard a word that made him angry, and the killing intent on his body poured out like a torrent, and it was fleeting like a rush, suppressing the anger in his heart and saying: "Because they deserve to die!"

A somewhat incomprehensible sentence

Sikong Haoran didn't care, "I heard grandpa say that you are a soul cultivator, and you are both favored by the Heavenly Dao and abandoned by the Heavenly Dao. Sikong Haoran saw a pair of cold rays that can only be seen in the eyes of demonic beasts, this kind of eyes he is very familiar with, once upon a time, this kind of cold glow also appeared in his eyes, put down the little bit of roast rabbit meat left in his hand and continued: "They are also my enemies, I have an uncommon hatred with them, and one day I will let them pay for their blood debts." ”

Two teenagers who have nothing to do with each other and have a common fate are involved in a chance encounter. A common fight against the enemy and a conversation gave each other a feeling of sympathy and sympathy.

"In the future, I will be your eldest brother, if anyone dares to bully you, I will beat him!" Sikong Haoran broke the silence of the cave, continued to nibble on the remaining roast rabbit meat in his hand, and said to Qing Yu.

Qing Yu looked at him indifferently, without a word, what he said just now made his heart a little more warm, a little more moved, but this warmth and touching were deeply hidden in the deepest part of his heart, he didn't answer Sikong Haoran, lowered his head and ate the roast rabbit meat in his hand, and said lightly: "I overheard someone talking about it, the people of the six major families arrested your two friends, obviously to lure you into the bait, this is a conspiracy that anyone with a discerning eye can see." ”

When Sikong Haoran heard Qing Yu say that Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong were held hostage by the people of the six major families, a strong killing intent overflowed from their bodies, and they must have nothing to do with Leng Tianxiao, Ye Zimo and others, and challenged his patience again and again, you are looking for death.

Qing Yu's eyes also bloomed with a hint of coldness, no matter whether the eight people Sikong Haoran said before were arranged by the six major families, but they must be closely related to one or two of them, if they want to be unaware of the sword sect and the Dragon Teng Empire, then there are only people from the six major families.

Sikong Haoran got up, a trace of pain appeared on his face, wiped the grease from his mouth, and was about to leave the cave anxiously, but was blocked by Qing Yu, "Now is not the time, since they released the news, it proves that your two friends are not worried about their lives now." ”

Qing Yu turned to look in the direction of the entrance of the cave and continued: "There are still two hours before the night falls, besides, you and I still have injuries on our bodies, it is not appropriate to make a big move, the night is the best time for us to rescue, let them listen to the final death knell of this secret realm." ”

Stopped by Qing Yu, Sikong Haoran was full of anger, and after hearing what he said, he realized that he had lost his mind just now, and he was out of proportion, looking at him and saying, "You want to go with me?"

Qing Yu glanced at Sikong Haoran, turned around and sat cross-legged not far away, using his skills to breathe the Xuan Qi in his body and repair the damaged soul power.

Sikong Haoran saw that he didn't care about himself, and muttered with some embarrassment: "It's really a papaya face, will you die if you say one more word?" and then sat next to Qing Yu, using Haoran Sword Technique, Soul Power Method, and repairing the injuries in his body.

Qing Yu next to him opened his eyes slightly,

Glancing in the direction of Sikong Haoran, he continued to breathe the injuries in his body.

In the midst of lush mountains.

On the trunk of a tree that needed to be surrounded by five people, two people in ragged clothes and covered with bright red blood were tied, and both of them had a cloth belt wrapped around their mouths to prevent making a sound, disrupting the defense of several people and attracting the demon beasts in the mountains.

"Leng Tianxiao, have you spread the news, after waiting for so long, you haven't seen Sikong Haoran's turtle, will he not have received the news!" Ye Zimo and the others have been lurking in this place for two hours, and they still haven't found Sikong Haoran's figure, and they roared at Leng Tianxiao.

"I don't need you to dictate to things, don't blame me for not reminding you, Sikong Haoran is not as useless as you, don't make a mistake?" Leng Tianxiao looked at Ye Zimo not far away, and then stared at Shi Tianshuo and Shi Tiandong on the trunk of the tree, they have already laid a net, even if he plugs in his wings, he will not want to save the two, their purpose is to let Sikong Haoran be eliminated, cut off his hope, so that he will never turn over.

"You...!Leng Tianxiao, good, good, good, I want to see how many catties and taels you have, dare to talk to me so unashamedly?" Ye Zimo pulled out his sword and was about to stab at Leng Tianxiao, when a cold snort interrupted their arrogance.

"Fools, if this operation fails because of your stupidity, I'll show you what it means to be ruthless!!

Just as they were arguing with each other, two figures approached this place silently, the two of them hid in a bush, staring at the two people who were tied to the trunk of a tree not far ahead, Sikong Haoran was very annoyed, and a soul voice came into his mind: "There are twelve people nearby, two Great Sword Masters Intermediate, five Great Sword Masters Junior, and five Sword Masters Consummated, I always feel that they are not only arranged in these ways, but there will definitely be a backhand." ”

Hearing Qing Yu's soul voice, Sikong Haoran also felt the pressure, and the result of soul power perception was similar to what Qing Yu said, and he couldn't help but look at him deeply.

If he was not injured at all, he would not be afraid of these tricks, and whispered into Qing Yu's ear: "I have a way, but I am not yet fully controlled, it may cause a beast tide at that time, you wait for the opportunity to save my two friends, others, I will let them feel the carnival of the beast tide." ”

(End of chapter)